Dialogue

Roy Wenzl: The boys from North High School sat slumped in chairs, stone-faced but curious.
"Only three places you gonna end up if you stay in gangs," David Gilkey told them. "Dead, on drugs, or in prison.
"Ain't nothing sadder in prison than to listen to young men sobbing in a corner," he said.
The boys sat, arms folded.
"Why do young men join gangs?" Gilkey asked.
Gangs are family, one boy said.
Yeah, another boy said. Family.
"If a member of your family joined a rival gang, how would you handle that?"
One boy said he'd shun them. Another said he'd curse them.
Gilkey looked at another boy, a small Hispanic with a gold crucifix necklace.
"What would you do if your brother joined a rival…